Will there, then, be no one to aid me?
No one to smite them in their insolent happiness." After meditating awhile, her face still more contracted, she placed the letter in the drawer, which she closed again, and half an hour later she summoned a commissionaire, to whom she intrusted a letter, with the order to deliver it immediately, and that letter was addressed to the inspector of police of the district.

She informed him of the intended duel, giving him the names of the two adversaries and of the four seconds.

If she had not been afraid of her brother, she would even that time have signed her name.
"I should have gone to work that way at first," said she to herself, when the door of the small salon closed behind the messenger to whom she had given her order personally.

"The police know how to prevent them from fighting, even if I do not succeed with Florent....

As for him ?"....